Chapter 7

Snow

 My luck couldn't be worse every day.

And the clear sign of it was the fact that I had been assigned to a group with William Walker himself, who was looking at me as if I was a piece of trash to be thrown away. At that moment, the thoughts I had about him settled much more in my mind.

He's a jerk, I thought angrily.

To me, he looks like someone who is very sexy, and he smells very nice. You could say his scent is tantalizing, my she-wolf said with a certain teasing tone.

I slyly inhaled his scent and noticed that it was much thicker, stronger, and concentrated, which made me a bit arrhythmic. It was too pleasant, so much so that a part of me wanted to bring my nose to his neck and not peel off immediately. Not only was it a tantalizing scent, it was too mesmerizing, so I had to control the urge to get close.

The good thing was that William made it easy for me to feel like getting away from him because he was an arrogant fool who looked at people like they were trash.

Another time I might have thought he was my mate, but not feeling a mate bond that called to us right away, I dismissed the idea of someone like him being my mate. So I thanked the Goddess for that.

I didn't want to fall in love; love could be very painful, and my family had proven that.

That my mother committed suicide because she couldn't stand my father's death was a clear sign, but that my aunt had been rejected by her mate didn't seem to be a coincidence. Skeptics thought my maternal family lineage was cursed because somehow, for six generations or so, the women had been unsuccessful in love: either their partners ended up dead, or they were injured or rejected.

Part of me wondered if I would get into that terrible statistic, but the best thing to do was to think that I wouldn't get my mate and that I would never fall in love. It was a healthy and productive thing to do. I had a lot to figure out and a future to achieve, one that was out there.

Don't be so melodramatic; surely, we don't have bad luck, my she-wolf said calmly.

We don't know anything; reality indicates that everything points to an impending disaster, so the best thing we can do is avoid anything that resembles a love relationship, I said seriously, and she laughed.

That's not as simple as you think, much less when we have specimens of men like him around who smell delicious and look very sexy. It sure would be fun to entertain him; he probably knows how to kiss well, said my she-wolf with amusement, and I restrained myself from rolling my eyes so no one would notice me.

William Walker is banned, so forget this absurd idea of having fun with him. I ordered her, and she guffawed as if I had told her a joke.

You may not get the chance, but I bet Sage might really enjoy playing with him. Last night, he seemed to be willing to follow her, my she-wolf commented amusedly.

The truth was that she was somewhat right; the interest William had shown was obvious, but the reality was simple. I was not to play games with him; my secret was at risk, and the reality was that I needed to stay out of the way, as much as possible, of him or his father, Alpha Hudson.

"We have all the groups ready, so I want you to go to the stands and get the collars with your number on them, then go with your partner to the red line that is painted at the edge of the woods. When you hear the whistle, you will enter the forest and run a couple of kilometers to the orange ribbons hanging from the trees. From there, you can look for the flags. Understood?" asked teacher Conie.

"Understood," we all replied.

"I warn you; I don't want any cheating or foul play; work properly with the partner you have; and I don't want any complaints," warned the teacher.

I immediately walked away from the group and looked for the necklaces with the number 47 on the bleachers. I noticed that the necklaces were up high, so I went up to get them and took them. However, I didn't realize that behind me was Britney until she opened her mouth.

"You're going to give me your necklace; you're going to trade it with me," she said close to my ear, and I pulled away from her.

"I'm not giving you anything; the rules are clear, and I'm not going to cheat to please you. I spent three days at home because of you, and it's going to cost me to get it back, and I don't understand what you're doing here. What kind of trick did you pull to get the rest of your suspension days forgiven?" I asked with annoyance.

She was supposed to have many more suspension days than I did.

"You're too disrespectful, Omega male," she replied, and my wolf growled in anger in my mind. "You don't care about the deal I made; the important thing is that I'm in class and that's none of your business If you don't want me to do any worse, give me the damn collar with your number on it."

As she was about to respond, a tall blond stepped between the two.

"Leave her alone, Britney," William said, and I raised my eyebrows in surprise. "The rules are clear, and as much as I don't like working with a pariah, I get my turn. So take better care of that deal you made with Beta and stay out of trouble."

He's a jerk, I thought with contempt.

A sexy jerk, my she-wolf said, and I was about to tell her off.

The worst part of it was that Britney smiled at her and heeded her, which made me scowl at her. It was at that moment that William turned around and gave me an annoyed look before taking off one of the necklaces and putting it on right away.

He is an arrogant fool and the spoiled child of the Alpha.

My thought was burned into my brain when he opened his mouth again.

"Follow me, be obedient, and don't open your mouth for anything you don't have to," he said, hurried down the steps.

I thought he was rude, but I bit down hard to stay out of trouble with him. It was one thing to handle Britney, quite another to handle him.

We positioned ourselves on the line. I stretched a little and then focused on the front.

"You will run as fast as you can; don't lag behind and obey," William said, and I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

The whistle blew, and we started running. He kept a fast but controlled pace, so I had to lower my running intensity before he noticed anything unusual. Then, we made it fast to the orange ribbons.

"From here we have to walk; we are a bit ahead of the rest; stay close; and if you see or hear anything, say so," William said, and I nodded.

Whether I liked it or not, he had a little more training experience than I did and had seen more tactical strategies than anyone else by being close to the guards and being the Alpha's son. In this case, his word carried weight.

He walked a couple of steps in front of me for a few minutes, and my she-wolf gloated about it.

Pretty boy has a nice ass, she said, and I shook my head.

"Walk next to me," he requested, and this time I couldn't help the snort.

I stepped up beside him, and the very fool ignored me; however, I watched everything carefully as we walked side by side. Then I felt something wasn't right in the atmosphere; it was like a premonition, and when I was about to tell William, out of nowhere there was a sharp sound, as if it was sharp, and I heard him growl after throwing me to the floor.

I looked at him in shock and realized he had a dart in his neck.

Did William just save me?

That was the question I asked myself in horror. Then I looked at the color of the dart and knew it had a tranquilizer in it. We got up at once. I looked into the shadows in search of who had shot it, then William removed the dart, and I realized that whatever the dart had in it must not have been that strong.

Suddenly, a musty smell flooded our nostrils, and his pupils dilated in response. It was the characteristic odor of rogues, werewolves who once belonged to a pack.

"Run," he said, and seeing that I didn't react, he shouted at me. "Get to safety!"